Self awareness tears me apart as I separate good and evil. How important is it to be right and how detrimental is it to be wrong? Strong opinions pushed on us keep us isolated from the whole point of view. I am the light and I am the dark. I am the chaos of all. The symphony of living. To laugh and to cry is human. To dance, to sing, to create moments to cherish and to sadly miss. Musical taste and opinions are just as subjective as each other and sometimes I do not want to listen. Embrace the comforts of your soul and escape the noise.
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